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Oh, show us the way to the next whisky bar
Oh, don't ask why, oh, don't ask why
For we must find the next whisky bar
For if we don't find the next whisky bar
I tell you we must die, I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you, I tell you we must die
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why
Oh, show us the way to the next pretty girl
Oh, don't ask why, oh, don't ask why
For we must find the next pretty girl
For if we don't find the next pretty girl
I tell you we must die, I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you, I tell you we must die
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have girls, oh, you know why
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have a girl, oh, you know why
Oh, show us the way to the next little dollar
Oh, don't ask why, oh, don't ask why
For we must find the next little dollar
For if we don't find the next little dollar
I tell you we must die, I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you, I tell you we must die
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have dollars, oh, you know why
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have dollars, oh, you know why, you know why, you know why